So Alone
Part II
One of the new things Amy had discovered during her sexual awakening was an appetite for public masturbation. Not the fully-naked-in-a-car kind, the secretly-in-front-of-her-coworkers kind. It started small, wearing a butt plug to work, feeling it inside her while she chased bad guys or looked her captain in the eye. Then she added vibrating panties to her "uniform", turning them to a low setting for a few seconds at a time - just enough to get aroused without drawing attention to herself. This teasing would of course be accompanied by furious masturbation sessions the moment she got home. But slowly, edging for a full day became an unrealistic proposition. How could she be expected to torture her clit all day before release? So she took to the ladies' room; pulled her panties down to her ankles, sat on the toilet and flicked her finger across her clit until she came, a short but high pressure squirt making it sound to anyone listening like nothing out of the ordinary. She struggled not to moan, screwing her face tight to avoid any noise escaping. This became the routine for a while - she sat at her desk edging until she couldn't edge anymore, then a short visit to the bathroom to drain her pussy. Of course, sometimes she would actually have to pee. Amy had considered this, and at the beginning had decided to only allow herself one orgasm at work per day, but this was obviously unsustainable. The standard practice became: edge, go the bathroom, orgasm, pee, back to the desk. Soon, her genetic love of efficiency meant that she was touching herself whilst peeing and after a bit of practice her touching, peeing and cumming became sensationally indistinguishable. A damaging psychological problem, she was sure, but a fun one. It had opened up new genres of porn and a new way to masturbate at work, and it only required one thing: diapers.
She had used diapers before, but only for exams. This was a whole new experience. She had wanted to orgasm in front of her colleagues for a while, but never found the courage; since learning to squirt she had been physically unable to stop. The diaper meant she could orgasm at her desk without soaking her panties, trousers and probably the chair and floor, too. She suited up: a new, larger buttplug (plenty of lube), a vibrator that attached directly to the clit (also a new addition), her regular panties to keep everything in place, and finally: her diaper.
Sitting down at her desk that morning was a peculiar experience. It felt so different to before: knowing she was going to have to keep a straight face whilst her most sensitive spot sent out as many spasms as it could, having no idea if her diaper was even capable of containing her cum. It was naughty. And she knew she was risking public humiliation, and ultimately, her job. That's what made it so exciting. Opening the app on her iPhone, she turned her vibrator to the lowest setting and left it for a while, feeling her pussy moisten and flutter. Blushing slightly, she set it to auto and tried to concentrate on her work, all the while her clit being teased, slowly increasing in intensity. After a couple of hours, the vibrator was almost at its max setting, turning violently on and off in ten second intervals. By this point Amy was sweating, rocking back and forth and presumably not hiding any of this from anyone. But on she went, enjoying every tantalising, risky moment of it. Another fifteen minutes later, she couldn't handle the teasing and manually switched her vibrator to full power and left it there. Her orgasm suddenly gripped her, sending spasms down through her thighs and up through her stomach. She turned bright red with embarrassment as she felt girl-cum pouring out of her vagina, seeping through her cotton undies into the diaper, flowing gradually around her - a warmth spreading up her front and along her butt as the diaper struggled to keep up. Her hands and feet clenched tight, her back tried to arch but she fought against it, her attempts not to gasp resulted in strained breathing and a tight core. Slowly easing her vibrator back down to a more comfortable level, her most extreme climax ever subsided, leaving her short of breath, sweaty, flustered, feeling soaked through and the dirtiest she'd ever been. Yet from the outside: completely normal. No evidence at all, as long as no-one looked too closely. She decided in that moment that she had discovered something truly remarkable. The strongest orgasm she'd ever had, because she had dared to cum in front of Rosa.
Note from the Author
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